GOONED PHALLO-THEOLOGY

I believe in you, Divine COCK, symbol of glory. My life has meaning

since you taught me to worship you. You are the center of my body, of

my life, my sexuality, my spirituality. It is for you and about you

that the world is united.

I believe in You, beautiful Phallus, in your strength and your power,

in your ability to bring ecstasy, when being sucked, licked, suckled

or masturbated, all together. You offer me the stiffness, beauty, the

energy and your immaculate cum.

I believe in you, glorious cock. I can only pray to you, worship you,

adore you as God. Bound together, you and the body which supports you

make two. And you are more strange to the body which is Priapus in the

heavens.

MASTURBATE THE PENIS!

I believe in the equality of all Cocks. black or white, young or old,

large or small without discrimination.

MASTURBATE THE PENIS!

I believe in sexual energy, fundamental and omnipresent. It is created

by masturbating which captures, channels and concentrates it. It is

abundant in the Sacrament; present in urine, and lives in our cocks. B

I believe that Masturbation is the Creator. Far from sin, it is a act

of grace, a liberator. It is a sexual act rich full and complete like

sucking. I promote and practice it either alone or in communion, with

devotion.

I believe in the importance of consecrating myself to Priapus. It is

the best way to transcend my sexual drive. I believe and adhere to

this Temple and more for I participate in prayers, in services and

rituals of my religion.

I believe that masturbating with fervor and piety. It is my way of

praying and god loves to be glorified. In order to ponder and pray

better, I masturbate and cum. I often carry a phallic and spiritual

symbol.

COCK THOUGHTS: LUST, THE FORCE DRIVING ME

LUST. The very word, the way it looks on the page, the way it sounds, out loud, in one's mind. Beckoning, arousing. Of course, it can apply to many things: lust for gold, power, all manner of things. But for us, we know what it means.

SEXUAL LUST - Intense or unbridled sexual desire. We've gotten way beyond that - we're total Sex-Pigs!

LECHERY  -  Inordinate indulgance in sexual activity.  Yup. That's what The Brotherhood is all about  -  the more, the better. We've found the best pleasure on the planet: cock-lust. We are thoroughly addicted solosexual hedonists. Lascivious, self-indulgent carnal gluttons! We have lost our inhibitions and found the key to draining the cup of sexual lust to the dregs - naked, erect, masturbating, insane with supreme pleasure. I LOVE IT! HAIL, LORD COCK!

I love  to type about these things, these realities of Sex-Pigdom, while I indulge in utter, gross sensuality. It feeds my lust as I rise up with repeated pelvic thrusts, stroking my oozing beast of a cock, working my bulging, heavy mushroom head (the main reason I'm a Sex-Pig) with lewd sexual abandonment. It is life's greatest pleasure and I want all I can get of it. I'd like to mastrubate for at least six hours a day in two sessions. Some days I can, and I feel so fulfilled when I do, The next morning, I'm more ravenous than ever. Naked, erect, masturbating  -  LIFE. 

For many guys, Masturbation is just a quick, 15, 20 minute physical

act to bring some pleasure and release some stress. The truth is that

Masturbation, when done chronically, obsessively, as the most

important thing in our lives, will leads us to experience true

happiness. We will become a more satisfied person. Guilt will melt

away and it will give way to Lust and extreme pleasure instead. Ourr

happiness will not depend on something or somebody outside our bodies.

When we practice Masturbation as a religion, dedicating our lives, not

to an absent god but to a God that is always with us, Lord Cock, life

takes on a different meaning. I encourage us to allow Masturbation to

control our lives. Become a true Masturbator. Creating our own rituals

of Masturbation or worship with others. Not be afraid to surrender all

control to God Cock. He will guide you to a paradise of pleasure that

you will never want to leave.

The answer to stress, depression and finding the purpose of life is

all in Masturbation.

Oh, the obscenely delicious pleasure of my erected cock! I reel with mind-blowing sexual delight with each pelvic thrust, caressing my engorged, ravenous sex organ as I launch it upwards, working the thick rim of the head. Hot waves of self-indulgent carnal libidity suffuse me. I wallow luxuriantly in a pleasure-garden of dense, consuming lust  -  a horny, salacious hog, feeding greedily, greedily, on and on, wanting ever more and more, drowning in cock-pleasure. The hog will be very well-fed indeed before this day is out.

There is no possibility of ultimately quenching my sexual appetite. There will be time for one afternoon seesion tomorrow and that is never enough. Six hours is temporarily sufficient. I've done more and hope to again. It would be great to plan a day when I could be erect for twelve hours, breaking only briefly for meals and pit stops. I fear that once I experience it, I'll want it every day and I'll go insane with lust because it will not be possible very often.

The more time I spend erect and masturbating, the more my need for it grows, the more my lustful I become. That, I suppose, is the reality of having crossed the line beyond which the mantle and title of Sex-Pig settles upon one. There is no going back; I am addicted and must feed as often as I can.

HEAVEN INDEED

LUST - PRIAPUS MANIFESTED

I AM A GLUTTONOUS SEX-PIG IN COCKLUST CHRONIC MASTURBATION

I am cock.

Can't turn off my addiction to cock. I just want to be erect and oozing pre-cum all the time; my lust for phallic pleasure is gargantuan - it scares me, I'm so ravenous. All I want to do is snort and bate, snort and bate, snort and bate, an eternal Mega Sex-Pig, totally COCK,

 phallus erectus in aeternam. 

I'm a filthy, raunchy, batin' pig. All it takes is one day when I have to go without it and I'm frothing at the mouth like a rabbid animal, mad with lust, insane with sexual hunger. I'm bating like a deranged lunatic, wild carnal lust - what pleasure!!! Every lewd, sensual stroke of my bulging, oozing mushroom-headed cock-god is heaven. I'm a snorting, obscene sexual hog, drowning in outrageous, gross, self-gratification. I love it!

I can't even describe in words the stupendous way I feel right now, BATOR BROS, making pelvic thrusts as I lustfully work my big, bulging, oozing. mushroom-headed phallus. I am a Priapic god, gloriously pleasuring myself, honoring my majestic sex-organ in an ecstacy of happiness that puts me on an exalted spiritual plain, my entire being flooded with supreme pleasure - the greatest know to man. Self realzation, self-fulfillment - HAIL COCK!

Anyone who has scaled such heights of fulfilling gratification is going to want as much of it as he can get. And so the term "lust" comes into play. Of course we lust for the fulfillment we have found. Having "lust for life" is never wrong, and as our sexual expression in no way comprimises or harms anyone else, but rather gives us the ultimate quality our life has, it is good. We are healthful Sex-Pigs, driven by our insatiable lust for life, finding its fulfillment in being one with our phallus, our path to physical, mental and spiritual wholeness.

I am in a state of complete delight, mastubating with unimpeded lewdity, reeling with cock-pleasure. I glory in my ravenous lust for it, intensely happy, incapable of getting enough of what is so fucking fulfilling. Masturbation is the centerpiece of my life because I am whole, complete when my mushroom-headed god is in his glory. A proud Sex-Pig, I snort with delight in my gluttony for endless fulfillment through sexual self-gratification.

WE ARE COCK, COCK IS US

core values for the male: we are penis. Most men are forced into denial about this most basic reality. Aren't we fortunate? We have freed ourselves from societal condemnation and found our essence: we are cock.

 I'm so fucking raunchy with lust  - I just don't give a fuck about anything but draining every ounce of pleasure I can from my throbbing, rock-hard cock. I'm an over-the-dam solo-sexaholic - can't get enough.

Tuesday morning and with time on my hands I'm naked, greased and erect, cock in hand. I am a fortunate man to have found my way to total phallic pleasure, to The Brotherhood of those who live to feed their sexual lust, who are one with their sex organ, who are cock  -  and not only that, but so very fortunate to have the time to luxuriate in those pleasures, to be able to spend hours glorying in the gross sensuality of uninhibited, lewd cock pleasure  -  outrageously lustful, self-indulgent masturbation.

I love writing this blog while my entire body is suffused with lust, reeling with pig-pleasure radiating from my big, bulging, beautiful, oozing cock as I stroke my insatiable phallus on and on, making sensual pelvic thrusts, grunting and snorting, lips pursed, eyes glazed. I feel like a god, a ravenous sex-god, hedonistic, proud, gluttonous, taking his pleasure, his majestic member rising up from his loins, mushroom-domed, powerful, glorious, oozing the juice of his lust, vainly trying to satisfy his unquenchable appetite for sexual gratification. A supreme Sex-Pig, mad with unreasoning cocklust, a wholly phallic entity.

It's what I've become. I live from one erection to the next. It's just heaven to work my insatiable cock for hours and hours. I worship my mushroom-headed beast, a raunchy, oversexed pig. Snort! 

Perfect weather to choose to remain inside and fulfill the serious responsibilities that come with Brotherhood membership. Come to think of it, there is no day or season of the year when a Sex-Pig would prefer some non-sexual out-of-doors activity to being naked, greased, erect and masturbating, indoors or out. My cockis always ready to be erected and pleasured; its entire purpose in life is to be fully engorged, oozing sex-juice, in its glory. It has drawn me into a world of delectable sensuality, of sublime sexual gratification where lust is King. There is no exit from the realm of cocklust  -  once one has drunk deeply from the cup of sublime solosexual pleasure, one has wedded Lust itself, becoming one with one's phallus. The inescapable statement of fact is made by each of us: "I am COCK."

Cock is life for each member of The Brotherhood. We are Phallic by nature; it is our sacred responsibility to be erect and masturbating whenever possible. Cock is our bringer of joy, health, supreme happiness, fulfillment. Lust is our handmaid as we feed our ravenous, insatiable sexual appetite. Gross, lewd, sex-mad pigs, we feed gluttonously in our pleasure-garden of self-gratification. We are uninhibited sexual hedonists who thumb our noses at prudish societal and religious convention. We stick up the third finger of our right hand in the face of Puritan types while we masturbate lasciviously with our left, looking them in the eye with a smug, sensual, self-satisfied expression, snorting proudly a river of pre-cum issues from the apex of our bulging, glistening glans, aroused to heights of "obscene" lewdity in the face of their self-righteous outrage. In scorn we announce to them:

"We are Sex-Pigs, and we know pleasure that you have not even begun to contemplate. We have lived in ways you could never understand. We are Phallic entities who soar on wings of sexual Lust, we exist for carnal pleasure, we have found Nirvana, we are one with our cock. WE ARE COCK. Bow, ye lesser mortals, bow before our engorged, juice-oozing sex organ. Tremble in the presence of our majestic, erected mushroom-headed COCK. Behold it in its power, its glory! It is what we are. Bow and worship our Phallic splendor as we gush forth in orgasm the sacred juice of Lust. We of The Brotherhood are as gods before thee."

Ah, my brothers, you are cock, I am cock. I am masturbating in glorious Lust as I type to you, snorting proudly, lewdly working my big, throbbing mushroom head, past reason with pig-pleasure. Fucking incredible! It is simply not possible for me to get enough of my oozing, rock-hard cock. Wave after wave of pleasure courses through me as I stroke my beast, enveloped in cocklust, lost in carnal ecstasy, a hopelessly addicted MASTURBATING solosexual Sex-Pig.  I AM COCK.

A WAY OF LIFE. ONANIA

We certainly are cock-centered solosexualists who find the greatest quality of life and fulfillment in phallic arousal and extended mastubation. We live to be erect, one with our cock. Cock is our essence - it defines us - it is who and what we are. It fills our thoughts - it is seldom out-of-mind. We live for our next erection.

 the greatest possible gift from whatever higher power there is, not that I claim to know how to define "God". The gift, the cock, the male sex organ, is the most essential part of each male, that which makes him most like God. Therefore the cock itself, fully engorged, gloriously erect, oozing sex juice, makes us part of God, and therefore is itself "god" in lower case. That is why we feel "godlike" in our sexual bliss. The erect phallus is the most powerful, sublime thing humankind possesses. It places us in a position infinitely superior to females, who cannot possibly comprehend the power and glory of being ERECT. 

Men stifled by religion and societal constructions do not reach their phallic potential. You and I have broken through those barriers, have become one with our cock and therefore in closer union with that higher power who made us phallic beings and gave us the ability to attain phallic totality, bliss. "Lust" in its proper meaning is our unending drive to fulfill ourselves, mind, body, spirit in phallic wholeness. We are phallic pleasure-pigs because in being so we find the ultimate quality in life. We are of The Brotherhood. We are of those whose spirituality is Masturbation. Is it a religion? I can't say, but it certainly qualifies as a spiritual experience.

We fail only if we impose ourselves sexually on others without it being mutual. This is not of The Brotherhood. It is Lust gone wrong.

I am glorying in the pure pleasure of my god-like, thick-rimmed mushroom head, glistening, throbbing and bulging, oozing juice. My cock is big and beautiful, and makes me feel immensely powerful, soaring up between my legs as I thrust it heavenwards with pelvic gyrations. Perhaps it is wrong to be smug and proud of it as I snort with lust, indulging greedily in life's greatest pleasure, feeding my ravenous sexual appetite - but I can't help it. It's how I feel - god-like with a lower-case "g". I've got a piece of meat between my legs long enough to use both my hands to pleasure it, and I do once I'm done typing. 

 the greatest possible gift from whatever higher power there is, not that I claim to know how to define "God". The gift, the cock, the male sex organ, is the most essential part of each male, that which makes him most like God. Therefore the cock itself, fully engorged, gloriously erect, oozing sex juice, makes us part of God, and therefore is itself "god" in lower case. That is why we feel "godlike" in our sexual bliss. The erect phallus is the most powerful, sublime thing humankind possesses. It places us in a position infinitely superior to females, who cannot possibly comprehend the power and glory of being ERECT. 

Men stifled by religion and societal constructions do not reach their phallic potential. You and I have broken through those barriers, have become one with our cock and therefore in closer union with that higher power who made us phallic beings and gave us the ability to attain phallic totality, bliss. "Lust" in its proper meaning is our unending drive to fulfill ourselves, mind, body, spirit in phallic wholeness. We are phallic pleasure-pigs because in being so we find the ultimate quality in life. We are of The Brotherhood. We are of those whose spirituality is Masturbation. Is it a religion? I can't say, but it certainly qualifies as a spiritual experience.

We fail only if we impose ourselves sexually on others without it being mutual. This is not of The Brotherhood. It is Lust gone wrong.

I am glorying in the pure pleasure of my god-like, thick-rimmed mushroom head, glistening, throbbing and bulging, oozing juice. My cock is big and beautiful, and makes me feel immensely powerful, soaring up between my legs as I thrust it heavenwards with pelvic gyrations. Perhaps it is wrong to be smug and proud of it as I snort with lust, indulging greedily in life's greatest pleasure, feeding my ravenous sexual appetite - but I can't help it. It's how I feel - god-like with a lower-case "g". I've got a piece of meat between my legs long enough to use both my hands to pleasure it, and I do once I'm done typing. 

 the benefits we get are priceless: not only the very greatest pleasure anyone could possibly experience, but a true sense of self-fulfillment, self-confidence, relief from stress, freedom from depression, assurance of true inner happiness. I know that the happiness I feel helps me to work better in my relationships with other people. I feel "like a milliion bucks" after a long bate, culminating in orgasm. It is the ultimate "quality of life" activity, ultimate fulfillment.

The price we pay is the addictiion. The Sex-Pig's mind and entire being for that matter, is phallic, and his Lord Cock will never cease to demand worship. He is the Lord and giver of Lust and his gargantuan needs must be attended to. But what a privilege it is to do so! Hail, Lord Cock, King in our Garden Of Paradise! We Sex-Pigs revel in our service to you, snorting and bellowing with Lust in our sexual bliss! You have given us Nirvana through COCK!

MASTURBATE THE PENIS!

MASTURBATE THE PENIS!

MASTURBATE THE PENIS!

OBEY YOUR PENIS!

MASTURBATE THE PENIS!

MASTURBATE THE PENIS!